I think 90% of what/who we are is never really verbally communicated

"I like to write things down-moments, lists, quotes, thoughts. Compulsively sometimes.

I need to gather all the thoughts that are locked up in my head and put them on paper. Will my memory ever fail me? Maybe that's the precaution I'm taking." -AKR

Excerpts from Encyclopedia of an Ordinary Life:

-Birthmark

"To look at my birthmark was to remind myself that I was me."

-Thankful:

"I'm thankful for the sun. It just keeps rising and never asks for anything in return.

I'm thankful for 'maybe'."

-Plot of Soil:

"To look at it is to catch my breath."

-"The impulse to save something good for a better place later is the signal to spend it now."

-Annie Dillard, The Writing Life

The Lists That We Hold in Our Fists

Things I Should Do This Summer (Part II):

-Read: Lies My Teacher Told Me (James W. Loewen), Naked Lunch (William S. Burroughs)

-Watch: The Limey, Grizzly Man, Feast of Love, Revolutionary Road, The Art of Being Straight

-Start blog with Cristina about things that don't work (i.e: The concept of holding your breath when going under water. You take a deep breath, you go under, you exhale it all. Common sense is to breathe in again. Thus, this concept is not effective. Hold nose)

-Revisit: Realm of Possibility (David Levithan), Encyclopedia of An Ordinary Life (Amy Krouse Rosenthal), Feelings are Facts (Yvonne Rainer)

-Learn how to waitress without messing up

-Learn how to "close-out drawer" at work in under 20 minutes. Preferably a less embarrassing time like 10, maybe even 5. Reach for the stars.

-Finish a dance. Hope it's as funny as you think it is.

-Send post cards

-Have a lot of dance parties

Things You Should Do This Summer:

-Read: Coming Through Slaughter (Michael Ondaatje), A Good Man is Hard To Find (Flannery O'Connor), C.P Cavafy's Selected Poetry

-Give me authors to read

-Call me so that we can have dance parties

"He has expected the wall to be there and his body has prepared itself and his mind has prepared itself so his shape is constricted against an imaginary force looking as if he has come up against an invisible structure in the air.

Then he falls dissolving out of his pose. Everything has gone wrong. The wall is not there to catch or hide him. Nothing is there to clasp him into a certainty."

-Coming Through Slaughter